At that very moment.
While Shane slept, dead to the world.
A Great Battleship was being escorted toward the Red Line by several other warships.
Four old men waited silently for their colleague to return.
The Celestial Dragons, who had been enjoying themselves separately, had actually gathered here together for once.
Aboard the warship.
Saint Garling, wrapped in bandages from head to toe, walked onto the deck with his Saber in hand.
Saint Saturn of the Five Elders, who had long been standing on the deck, turned around.
"Not a word about God Valley can be mentioned. Please, Saint Garling."
As one of the Five Elders, Saint Saturn had to protect the dignity of the Celestial Dragons.
With his standing and his position in the Holy Knights.
To have actually lost to the Rocks Pirates sounded disgraceful.
It was best never to speak of it for the rest of their lives.
"My lips are sealed."
Saint Garling rode the rising Mechanical Stairway toward Mary Geoise.
The other members of the Holy Knights aboard the ship remained silent.
They had once believed the Celestial Dragons were supreme and invincible.
They had even seized vast quantities of treasure and Devil Fruits while the Rocks Pirates were away.
They had thought they could come and go freely through the world's strongest pirate crew.
They had never expected Rocks, the bane of Devil Fruit Users, to lead his men personally and teach them all a lesson.
Yet this only made the young members of the Holy Knights crave power even more.
The training the Celestial Dragon elite received was far beyond anything ordinary Celestial Dragons experienced.
The king's aptitude in their blood also gave them tremendous talent.
Saint Saturn sighed. "About the child, I am deeply sorry, but I will do everything I can to find any trace."
"Consider the child dead in God Valley! There is no need."
Saint Garling clenched his fists, his teeth grinding audibly.
This battle had been a humiliation for him!
Why had Roger and Garp defeated Rocks in the end, rather than him?
In other words.
It meant there were three people of his generation in this world stronger than him.
And in the future, Whitebeard and Golden Lion would become stronger too!
He had even lost his own descendant, not knowing whether the child was alive or dead!
"We are the gods who created the world! We should crush the bones of every commoner beneath our feet."
"For the honor of the Holy Knights and the divine name of the Celestial Dragons, I will never lose to anyone again!"
Saint Garling had seen this world's true face, its surging, tumultuous seas.
His fighting spirit grew all the stronger.
When he stepped off the Mechanical Escalator.
The Celestial Dragons were cheering at the tops of their lungs.
"That bastard Rocks has finally fallen! Saint Garling! Saint Saturn! You are the kings of the Celestial Dragons!"
"Let those pirates understand that even the arrogant Rocks only brought destruction upon himself!"
"Let us hold another hunting competition as soon as possible and find a new unaffiliated kingdom!"
The Celestial Dragons cheered.
To the vast majority of them, who did not know the truth.
The facts were that Garp had defeated Rocks, while Saint Garling was the king returning from God Valley!
The Holy Knights said nothing.
Though this crisis had killed many Celestial Dragons, it had ultimately wiped out the most brazen pirate.
The Rocks Pirates had fallen apart as well, their crew scattering in flight!
Saint Saturn of the Five Elders had returned. As a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit User, he recovered somewhat faster.
After exchanging knowing glances with the others, he quickly left the noisy square.
The Palace Conference Room.
Several old men issued orders one after another.
"Lord Imu?"
Saint Saturn wanted to know the will of their god.
"These are all the divine one's instructions."
The bald member of the Five Elders answered, his hand resting on his katana.
"Mm."
Saint Saturn nodded, and a Den Den Mushi rang.
The long-bearded member of the Five Elders answered it.
Orders that would affect the coming decades were carried out in full, one after another.
By then, God Valley had already been hidden, its magnetic field distorted and its surroundings shrouded in mist.
Due to the sudden change in climate, God Valley had become as warped as the New World, despite being in the West Blue.
Thus, it became a nonexistent place, erased from the map.
Under the Five Elders' earlier instructions, Marine Headquarters had also immediately publicized Garp as the hero of God Valley.
The Celestial Dragons' casualties and losses, the course of the war, and even everything concerning the Roger Pirates were all erased.
"From this day forward."
"There is no God Valley, and there is no Rocks."
"Keep a close watch on Roger, Whitebeard, and Golden Lion."
"Hachinosu will inevitably become contested among pirates for a time. Let them wear themselves down."
"Without Rocks to hold them together, that pirate paradise is merely a gathering place for scum."
"Raise their bounties. Rewrite the histories of every kingdom in the Reverie, as well as those outside it."
"No detailed information may be reported. Kill anyone who dares spout nonsense."
"Anyone who dares speak of any humiliation the Celestial Dragons suffered at God Valley is a pirate. Kill them without exception!"
"Find Rocks's descendants and kill them on sight! Whether the claims are true or false!"
All three Den Den Mushi fell silent.
They connected respectively to the directly subordinate intelligence organization CP0, its subordinate CP9, and Marine Headquarters.
Soon.
A new history overwrote the past.
Everyone on the World Deck was shaken to the core.
At that moment.
Those who found it most absurd were in the West Blue.
As the sea where God Valley was located.
Everyone in the West Blue, whether Marines, pirates, or civilians, found it absurd.
Not long ago, they had heard that the Rocks Pirates were attacking God Valley in force.
In the blink of an eye, even Rocks could barely be mentioned.
As for who had defeated the King of the World, even fewer people knew.
Since they said it was Garp, he must have done it alone.
But soon, even God Valley disappeared.
As people living on these cruel seas, they quickly realized they had to learn to keep their mouths shut.
And the new generation would never know what had happened at all.
Even those who were boys and girls now would be old in thirty-eight years.
Time would forget everything.
The waves would wash away every speck of dust.
The West Blue.
Garp, who was eating roasted Senbei aboard a warship, had already developed a habit of having afternoon tea.
He slapped Sengoku on the back.
"Those bastards deserve to die!"
Purupuru.
Sengoku awkwardly picked up the Den Den Mushi. Fleet Admiral Kong was calling.
"Hey, Garp, you're a Marine hero now! If you don't accept promotion to Marine Headquarters Admiral, you won't get another chance!"
Kong urged him earnestly.
Garp simply hung up the Den Den Mushi.
After that, until the monsters of the new generation rose.
Garp, who supposedly would get "no other chance," refused promotion to Marine Admiral many times.
The Flower Country.
Chinjao was then a gang leader and the head of the Happo Navy.
At only forty, he was still young and vigorous, and had intended to go watch the excitement.
He had never expected the war to be over just as he returned from the Grand Line!
"Hey! That Roger fellow didn't do anything? Who would believe that crap!"
"I'll find Garp and smash his Iron Fist with my headbutt!"
Ohara.
The West Blue's sacred land of archaeology.
Dr. Clover held a newspaper carrying Marine Headquarters' announcement, astonishment on his face.
Seventeen-year-old Nico Olvia found it utterly incomprehensible. "Doctor, they must be hiding the truth of history!"
The Robin of later years looked almost exactly like her mother in her youth, with only their hair color differing.
In this world where the Marines and the Reverie controlled information.
People had no way of knowing the whole truth.
At that moment.
Inside a news agency on an island somewhere in the world.
A Devil Fruit User who had just eaten the Bird-Bird Fruit, Model: Albatross, quietly clenched his fists.
Morgans, an apprentice of only fifteen, silently vowed:
"Sooner or later, I'll give this world the truth! How could Rocks have lost to the Celestial Dragons and Garp!"
Upon the World Deck.
Only that man had vanished.
Along with his entire life and the path he had taken.
The powerful figures of the time realized for the first time just how terrifying authority could be.
Even Rocks could be erased.
Let alone them.
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